Bleeding Sun With Rays of Gold

Bleeding sun with rays of gold I’m feeling young, not feeling old I’m touching ground I’ve only seen And seeing greens there’ve never been I’m watching her grow up so fast With skin so red as the sun passed She’s wearing white, it fits her well And all these people are so swell An invitation to the event of my century I thank you wholly for this entry And now no sun, I’m driving home And this is where I feel so alone As I am sitting in my seat With no one next to me to greet I’m by myself again, again But I won’t let this be the end